![]() ![]() Lo! I am weary of my wisdom, like the bee that hath gathered too much honey I need hands outstretched to take it. ![]() ‘Thou great star! What would be thy happiness if thou hadst not those for whom thou shinest!įor ten years hast thou climbed hither unto my cave: thou wouldst have wearied of thy light and of the journey, had it not been for me, mine eagle, and my serpent.īut we awaited thee every morning, took from thee thine overflow, and blessed thee for it. But at last his heart changed, and rising one morning with the rosy dawn, he went before the sun, and spake thus unto it: There he enjoyed his spirit and his solitude, and for ten years did not weary of it. WHEN Zarathustra was thirty years old, he left his home and the lake of his home, and went into the mountains. ![]()
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